I've been listening to Tennis and Perfume Genius all this week, so it's pleasing to get some good, old-fashioned, breaking things punk up in your face after all that sensitive happy whatnot.
Wow... this is so unexpected! I'd like to thank Stereogum, my dad's job for moving my family to the East Coast, my tear ducts for allowing me to cry, my lack of money on account of being a poor college student and of course the academy.
Riding down the streets of suburban Michigan, blasting Nevermind in my friend's crappy 1984 BMW after school with the windows down. This was in the late 00's so we weren't in the grunge movement at all, we were just a bunch of angsty high schoolers that needed some kind of release from "the man" and this was the hands-down best option. Even now the album speaks volumes.
I know that this is a pretty cliched situation, but still, thinking about that sense of teen angst after a day at school and needing to unwind through the power of music is pretty powerful.
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